A man stood alone.
He wore nothing, save for a decorative loincloth that was girded around his waist and loins. His muscular caucasian body was anointed with oil and dusted with pulverized bone and chalk. In his right hand, he held a sword fashioned from smoothed obsidian, its surface emblazoned with golden runes and emblems native to his jungle culture. Long black hair was pulled back into an intricate braid and inlaid with precious gemstones and golden bangles, keeping his face clear of obtrusion and distraction.
In front of him stood eight Akguza Guards, robotic guards produced by the Sith Empire to protect high-ranking members of their government, military, and Sith Order. They had been reprogrammed to view the man before them as an enemy, and at the flip of a master switch they all activated and assumed a combat stance as electrostaves whirled through the air, crackling with power.
Spinning his obsidian sword the man charged into the cluster of droids, unafraid of their imposing appearance or the form of weapon they had been given. He moved with Force-enhanced speed, quicker than their photoreceptors could track, and bisected two of them in half with a vicious swipe of his own weapon. Their destruction compelled the others into a flurry of activity, several of them backing off with quick flourished of their electrostaves as the nearest two moved in for a coordinated simultaneously assault. The man caught bought of their crackling weapons with his sword, angling the lethal energies away from his body as he swept his unarmored leg underneath both droids, sending them tumbling to the ground as their gyroscopic systems lost equilibrium.
Capitalizing on their momentary loss of coordination the man slammed his sword into the chest chassis of one while he tore open the other with his bare hand, reaching in and yanking out a good portion of their internal circuitry in a spray of oil and hydraulic fluids. Now he used their disabled bodies as weapons, flinging one into another standing droid with such force that the wall behind them cracked as they impacted it, the once active droid combusting into scrap. The remaining three mounted a counter-attack from all directions, seeking to split his focus and find an opening.
The man flung his sword into the body of one of the approach droids, temporarily disarming himself as he side-rolled into close proximity with the next one. Willing the Force into each of his fists, the man delivered a series of punches and jabs that dented and shattered the droid's duranium armor plating and critically damaged the internal servos and other systems. He then gripped the droid by the chest and the groin, and in one brutal motion tore the entire humanoid robot in half right at the waist. The final droid came in electrostaff swinging, only to have it caught and blocked by the man using the corpse of the previous droid as shields.
He protected himself in this manner for several seconds, before ultimately slamming the droid with the repurposed torso and sending him flying into the far wall. Destruction came shortly after as the man retrieved his sword with the force, and quickly moved in to dismember the droid with five quick strikes to the head module and individual limbs.
Slick with sweat, but not even close to being winded, the man tossed aside his weapon and looked up towards the transparisteel viewing platform situated above the training room. "Bring her down," commanded the Emperor of the Sith, his smoldering eyes burning intensely as he stared at the younger girl who had been watching his performance.
He wanted to take stock of his newest apprentice.
Edited by Darth Carnifex, 30 May 2018 - 09:05 AM.